The cleaning lady.
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Unfortunately you did not recognize the woman entering the room. She is a chubby Hispanic woman, in her late 50's. Her graying hair pulled back out of her round face. Her feet clad in well worn leather sandals.

As the woman moves into the room you see her maid's cart outside. You figure she must be one of the motel's cleaning staff. She was moving directly towards the bed, and you.

You barely manage to dive out of the way of her foot as it falls. You see it is nothing like Gloria's perfect foot. Instead it is rough, unkempt, with short, meaty toes. Without question not a foot you want to be crushed by.

By time you recover the woman has stripped the bed of linens. You watch as she turns back towards the door. You push to your feet and run to avoid her feet. As the giantess stops you realize your efforts may have caught her attention.

Looking back you see her eyes scanning the ground, her brows knit together in confusion. Unsure if you should run or stop, you hesitate. In that moment she locks onto you. "Insecto." You hear her groan.

She dumps the linen on the ground before stomping over towards you. You run, but she can cover so much more ground. Her sandal clad foot falls in front of you. The smell of leather, and sweat waft into the air

You scurry backwards only for her foot to sweep sideways. The impact sends you tumbling across the carpet. She's back on you quickly, her foot raised in the air.

"Stop! Please! I'm human!" You scream.

She suddenly hesitates. Lowering her foot she looks closer before reaching for you. Her rough, calloused hand plucks you up effortlessly. Looking down at you in her palm she decides to......
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July 28, 2023
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